Escaped Brothel Beauty - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

As the hour passed, Marissa paced about the room, wondering if she'd let herself be taken in an hours time. Would she allow him to have her innocence. Have her body that he seemed to have wanted to take so badly just a little bit ago? Or would he change his mind and find her to be too childish or young for his taste.

The hour came to a close and as she waited, she lay herself in the bed big enough for the both of them, the blanket tucked over her breasts, only covered by her undergarments. She tried not to watch the door even as her stomach filled with butterflies and the pounding of boots outside the door made her heart jump and an almost uncomfortable tingle and throb begin deep in her belly and between her legs. She would be his this night.

Derek left the meeting patiently, rushing as he reached the stairs and bounding up them in a hurry. He had his vest and shirt off as soon as the door clicked shut behind him, swooping in to place a sweet kiss upon Marissa's lips as she sat in bed waiting for him. The blanket was up around her neck as he came in.

Their bodies were aching with the need for pleasure, "I'm sorry I kept you, my sweet." Marissa's heart skipped a beat at the sight of Derek's bare chest. His body was quite beautiful. The muscle so corded and thick beneath his skin. She couldn't help but stare.

She shook her head, "no, it is fine. You had a meeting. I'm sure I've been an inconvenience since I slammed into you." running her fingers through her thick hair, she gave a soft laugh, feeling terribly embarrassed at herself. The blanket was curled about her chest. She couldn't let him see her in nothing but her undergarments. Her cheeks and neck heated. Perhaps being in the brothel had made her crazy, or perhaps she didn't know what was going through her mind... except perhaps him.

His scent began to fill the room as it had an hour before, filling her nose and body with a deep thrumming that worked through her veins like a heavily induced drug. She gave him a soft smile, and unsure smile and looked around, not too sure what to say... or do for that matter.

He took her cheek in one hand, kissing her slowly, whispering against her lips, "let your mouth copy mine. Close your eyes and give in to the feelings you are having, my sweet. Do not be afraid of anything that will happen tonight. You are safe." Kissing her again, he moved from her lips to her neck then to her ear. Even softly touching his lips to her eyelids. Gently his other hand crept to take one of hers. Shifting it and placing it over his arousal. "I know you know what this is, what it means. Lord, Marissa, you are perhaps the most beautiful young lady I have ever seen in my life. Oh, I ache to hold you, to worship your body with my own." Leaning in, Derek slid his hand into Marissa's hair, releasing her hand.

Moving his hand up, he cupped one of her breasts. Breathing whispers into her ear as she moaned, and she began massaging and curling her fingers around Derek's erection. The blanket slid off her, a blush moving up her neck and cheeks as her name was a soft sigh on his lips.

Derek laid her on her back. Wordlessly taking her hand from his arousal and groaning softly at what it cost him. God, but he'd nearly released in his pants. Marissa was innocent and inexperienced yes, but what she'd seen in the brothel had taught her some very promising techniques.

Standing, he removed the rest of his clothing, standing naked and sun-kissed before her. He looked like a god save for the white expanse about his hips and groin that were milky white. His chest was almost hairless save for a light dusting. Climbing back into the bed beside her, he kissed her and smiled softly, "we will go at whatever pace you are willing." his hand slid down between her breasts and around each of them, soft moans rolling from her as his fingers trailed around each breast, moving back to the center and sliding father down. Her body squirmed slightly as his fingers trailed over her belly and down further still. A startled gasp escaped her lips as she felt his hand cup her warmth.

Letting a moan out, Marissa squirmed slightly beneath Derek's touch as a single finger slid along her heat before continuing down her thighs, stroking and massaging her skin gently.

Breathing heavily, Marissa closed her eyes. A deep throbbing heat was running through her core at the single stroke along her womanhood, practically coming out of her skin in surprise. Her body was tense. Willing herself to relax, she sighed his name, a begging plea melted in with the sigh.

Swiftly removing her undergarments, Derek tried not to scare her. He was ready, so ready for. His entire body ached from holding back and he was shaking, but he would not take her. Not until she was ready. Sitting back as he tugged her undergarments down, his exposed her breasts first then her belly. Pausing there, he moaned. Marissa's breath was shallow and rapid at the sudden removal of her clothes. His mouth sank, softly licking one of her peaked nipples, moaning as he drew it into his mouth.

Her body was ready for him, but he still had work to do to get her to surrender to him fully. He suckled at her breasts for long minutes, low moans rolling from Marissa at the attention to her stiff, achy breasts. But he soon pulled back, bracing himself before finally slipping off the rest of her nightclothes. He felt the surrender of her body to him after that, her eyes watching him as he finished removing the fabric covering her body. He gave a moan, one of a man dying, tortured and yet loving every minute of it.

Reaching down he cupped her heat again, his thumb stroking her clit and causing a cry to escape, her back arching off the bed as he massaged her lips. She was so wet from his attention to her body, her cries and moans telling him she was ready. Her fingers gripped at the sheets tightly as he continued, eyes widening with a gasp as he slipped a finger inside her, "do you like this, my dear?"

Everything felt so good. Had part of this been what she would've received at the brothel? Surely not. Those men would abuse her, and not have been gentle and caring as to her feelings. She nodded silently to his questions as she tried to keep her eyes open, her hips shifting beneath his hand, feeling the slick wetness between her thighs that had never been there before.

Kissing her, Derek whispered passionately, "I'm afraid only one thing can do for holding me right now... and that is here." his finger pressed deeper into her. A cry escaped her as she squirmed against his hand, panting from the pleasures. Shifting between her legs, he paused, "what I am about to do is right. Nothing wrong at all with it. You won't feel any pain this night. I promise."

She was so small though. He didn't know if his words would be the truth. She had never even had a finger inside her and she was so incredibly tight. He was a bit larger than average and he honestly hoped there would be no pain when he took her.

Staring into her eyes, he smiled as she nodded, smiling reassuringly at him, letting him know she was ready. He kissed her before moving down her body, his mouth covering her womanhood. His tongue parted her lips, entering her as he softly sucked and licked and kissed her woman's flesh. His hands held her hips as she moved and he moaned, her scent and taste driving him wild. Derek moaned even more, the action vibrating against her core softly as his mouth worked faster over, deep cries and moans erupting into the room as her fingers dragged and gripped the sheets, her body arched higher off the bed with each stroke of his tongue.

Crying his name loudly in pleasure she panted heavily, trying to remember any time this had happened to another girl at the brothel. No, one of the rules was never showing your own pleasure. Pleasure was for the men. Never for you, always for them. Moans had echoed from rooms every night, all deep, manly. Never like hers, higher, feminine. Had any of the girls at the brothel ever had this pleasure?

A smile invaded Derek's lips at the cry of his name. Just a little more. He softly flicked his tongue out of her and began working his mouth over the opening of her core, her lips, her clit. He softly sucked the sensitive nub, flicking his tongue over it. Gently sliding a finger into her, he soon found the barrier proving her innocence. Some girls had it deep, but hers was nearly right there. He knew she would bleed, and it brought an odd sense of erotic joy to him, his body responding by already moving as though trying to enter her. Her cries and moans continued to fill his ears, panting as he sucked her clit once more, then he rose over her.

"I am sorry my dear, I cannot hold back any longer." With that he cupped one of her breasts. A moan escaped Marissa as he positioned himself at her entrance. As his lips covered hers in a tender, all-consuming kiss, he took her, his body entering her to its full length, stretching her and easily tearing through her maidenhead. Her nails dug into his shoulder blades as she gasped, eyes wide at the sudden impalement and taking of her innocence. Her legs were already spread wide to ease his passing, but she was still incredibly tight around him.

A curiosity settled over Marissa as she felt the invasion. Derek filled her fully, her hips shifting slightly as she grew accustomed to him, her core stretching to allow him easier access inside her. She urged him on silently, wanting to know what he was going to do next.

Moaning into her mouth, Derek stilled for a long moment. Smiling down at her as she stared him, enjoying the immense pleasure glowing in her eyes. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips swollen and moist from kisses, her chest heaving with her passions. He moaned as she began silently urging him on. He closed his eyes, head tilting back as he pulled almost entirely out of her with but his tip inside her.

Sliding a finger into her, he stroked her sensitive flesh inside her while his other hand went to work on her clit. Sweet cries and moans escaped Marissa at the sudden pleasure he was working into her again. Pressing his finger softly yet firmly against her inner spot, he pushed fully into her again. Her back rose off the bed with a pleasured gasp, wide eyes and a loud moan. He kept pumping, his hips moving a bit faster now.

She loved the way her body reacted to his, her hips rising off the bed with each thrust that sent his manhood into her, pressing his finger along and against her inner spot, causing more moans to escape and cry out as his other hand continued working her clit.

Working himself hungrily into her, he removed his hand from her clit and massaging her breasts as his thrusts grew demanding. His breathing matched hers, rapid and shallow. His mouth moved hungrily with his thrusting, kissing at every inch of skin it could. Her cries were pleasured, working them both higher and higher.

Shifting quickly, he knelt, hauling Marissa down the bed and lifting her backside, her body entirely exposed to his vision. A startled squeal and wide eyes came from her as he watched himself enter her again, his hands holding her rear off the bed. Her shoulder blades were the first of her body to touch the bed, her raised body allowing him deeper access inside her and keeping her tight around him.

"Ah, Marissa my dove! Yes!" tossing his head back, Derek moaned, thrusting faster into her, "Let it all go darling. Don't think, you don't need to think... just..." moaning loudly as Marissa began rolling her hips, working him around inside her. His eyes rolled back slightly, "yes, like that...mmm.... Move your hips. Just let your body take over, give in to the feelings."

Moving faster, the sudden bang of the headboard hitting the wall and the squeaking of the bedsprings made their love making louder as their moans mingled, becoming one as he thrust harder and deeper inside her.

Sliding his hand down her body, Derek began working Marissa's clit, groaning as she began to tighten around him. Panting heavily, they moaned together, Marissa's hips rolling in faster wider circles as Derek pinched her clit, shoving himself deep inside her and then going still. His hips jerking slightly as he spilled his seed, filling her with it.

Panting, he collapsed on top of her, his hands stroking her body, kissing her neck repeatedly, "mmm... in a little while we'll do a few other things I think you will enjoy my dear." sighing, his eyes close laying beside her, still inside her.

The End?